I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving
I Write To Stop Time
Here it is, two days after Thanksgiving. The holiday season has officially begun, and with that, the season of holiday parties and eating. At the same time, we will hear people cursing their own appearance. “I feel fat.” “Ugh – so fat!” “I ate so much!” Blah blah fishcakes.
Is it especially true among mothers? Maybe not, but the effects can be quite far reaching, because the kids pick up on it.
In doing my research for this week by seeking Native American voices, I found several sources that pointed me in the right direction.
This year and this week, as Thanksgiving is featured so prominently in the minds of people in and from the United States, I am thinking more about the Native communities who are depicted in the original Thanksgiving myth and their descendants of today.
About a week ago, I was at the open gym at the local community center with Wee One, and I heard one mom refer to her cherubic daughter as “little woman.” As in. “Come on, little woman, we’re going home.” I think that sounds cute! We call boy children “little man,” and this is just another kind of endearment.
